This banquet lasted for several hours, until the moonlight reached the top of the willow trees.
As the queen, Su Baiyue was naturally the target of flattery from everyone. She drank glass after glass of fruit wine and felt dizzy.
Gong'e on the side stretched out her hand to support Jiang Lupu. Mrs. Jiang took the opportunity to come over and grabbed Jiang Lupu's other arm.
"The Queen is so happy that she ate too much and drank too much. You and I will help her back to the backyard to rest for a while."
Gong E nodded, and together with Mrs. Jiang, she helped Jiang Lupu to the backyard.
The legs and feet of ginger and green pudding are soft, as if they are walking on the clouds.
Mrs. Jiang looked at the lotus pond not far ahead, secretly clenching the hand holding Jiang Lupu.
Jiang Lupu was pinched in pain, and she frowned her slender eyebrows, trying to pluck Mrs. Jiang's hand.
But Mrs. Jiang's hands were pulling her like iron pliers, refusing to let her break away at all.
"It's a cool night, go get the queen's cloak." Mrs. Jiang suddenly grabbed Jiang Lupu, then turned to Gong E and said.
The palace maid was stunned for a moment. When she saw Jiang Lupu's body shivering from the cold, she remembered the queen's delicate body and immediately squatted down.
I think a few days ago, His Majesty caused the whole palace to suffer a lot because of the sudden fever of the Queen. If the queen is blown away again this time, then she really has ten heads that are not enough to cut off.
Jiang Lupu and Mrs. Jiang were the only two people left on the narrow garden path.
Mrs. Jiang thought of Jiang Hongluan's current miserable situation and no longer concealed her vicious gaze.
She stared at Jiang Lupu and saw the sparkling pond behind her, and her smile gradually became ferocious.
The water in the pond is not deep but full of silt.
As soon as a person sinks in, he will be absorbed and slowly struggle to death.
Mrs. Jiang grabbed the drunk Jiang Lupu and pulled him forward, with a crazy killing intent on her face.
Jiang Lupu only felt that she was being pulled in pain. She wanted to struggle, but she couldn't get away at all.
The skirt soaked in pond water spread out on the moonlit pond surface, and Su Baiyue felt a little cold. Her embroidered shoes were also wet and she was very cold.
Mrs. Jiang pushed Jiang Lupu into the pond hard, with a ferocious look on her face, "Go to hell! Die cleanly! Go and atone for your sins, Sister Luan!"
Su Baiyue felt a bone-chilling chill.
She struggled feebly, but her drunken body was unable to exert any strength at all.
Suddenly, a strong force grabbed her waist and pulled her up from the pond, bringing a moist and cool feeling, and held her in his arms.
"You're really naughty. I promised to come back for dinner, but I've been waiting for you for half an hour." Lu Yinheng, holding Su Baiyue with one hand, squatted back in the wheelchair. Although the words he spoke were gentle and tender, but The look she looked at Mrs. Jiang had a bone-gnawing chill.
Mrs. Jiang was crushed by the man's aura and fell to the ground.
"You, who are you?"
"How dare you not kneel down and kowtow before your Majesty." Bao Meng stood behind Lu Yinheng and said in a rough voice.
The sound was deafening, and Mrs. Jiang turned pale.
"Your Majesty?"
Mrs. Jiang’s tongue started to fight.
"This, this, this, has nothing to do with me! It was the Queen who drank too much and fell into the water. I was just going to help..."
While Mrs. Jiang was talking, she got up and knelt on the ground to kowtow. I knelt so hard that my head and face were covered with mud.
The slender man wearing a snow-white cloak sat in a wheelchair with a cold expression. He held the little woman in his arms, put the cloak on her, and then rubbed his thin and cold arms.
Su Baiyue pressed against the man's chest, humming and pouting, not knowing what she was talking about. The crimson wine halo spread down from the little girl's cheeks and soaked into her slender neck, like a spring flower in bud. She was so coquettish that she had no idea what horrific thing she had just experienced.
Lu Yinheng turned the wheelchair and held the little girl in his arms. His voice was cold and indifferent.
"Since he was drunk and fell into the water, there is nothing to argue about."
Mrs. Jiang was startled, not knowing what Lu Yinheng meant.
Bao Meng understood it.
He rolled up his sleeves, revealing his thick arms, and walked towards Mrs. Jiang suddenly.
Bao Meng is a tall man, and he walks like a hill. There were hideous wounds on his arms.
Mrs. Jiang turned pale with fright and stumbled back. In a panic, he plunged into the pool by himself.
Bao Meng originally thought that this would save trouble, but he never thought that the old woman could actually swim.
He suddenly stretched his arm into the pool, grabbed Mrs. Jiang's long hair, and pulled hard.
Poor Mrs. Jiang was pulled back abruptly like this.
"Ah... uh uh uh..."
Mrs. Jiang, who had her mouth and nose covered by Bao Meng, was pushed into the pond with his hand.
The pond gradually filled with sludge, bubbled up, and finally disappeared without a trace.
Bao Meng was born in a rough place, and he was a general who fought on his own on the battlefield. The lives carried on his back could pile up into a small mountain.
Naturally, it takes no effort to deal with such women and children.
…
Over there, Lu Yinheng had already taken Su Baiyue into the carriage and headed to the palace.
In the carriage, the little girl was so drunk that she turned into a little chatterbox.
It's just that the words were spoken vaguely, and it was extremely strange to be able to hear one or two sentences clearly.
"I want to tell you something." The little drunkard squirmed dishonestly.
"Huh?" The man pulled away the little girl's belt and took off her soaked coat, revealing the white leather underneath.
"My name is not Jiang Lupu." Su Baiyue, who let the man manipulate her hands and feet, showed a mysterious expression.
Looking at the fragrant lips close at hand, the man's fingertips hooked the belt of her clothes, tugged on the good thing in his pocket, and rolled his Adam's apple, "I know."
"You know." The little woman seemed a little disappointed, "Then you call me by my name."
Lu Yinheng paused, "Jiang Lulu."
"Hehehe..." Jiang Lupu giggled.
Wrong!
The little girl only wet the outer coat and skirt, but the inner coat was still dry.
Lu Yinheng felt a little regretful, but he still changed her into his coat and robe.
The little girl wearing a man's coat seemed to be wrapped in a big quilt, with leaks everywhere.
"There's an air leak. Down there, there's an air leak. Stop it."
The little girl pouted her mouth, very unhappy.
The man pinched her waist, and the delicate touch remained on his fingertips. Hearing these soft and meaningful words, his expression inevitably changed.
It's just that this little guy was too drunk. He didn't dare to take action, so he could only steal two incense sticks.
Even though it was a secret kiss, the little thing was already breathless.
The carriage was filled with the sweet smell of wine.
Lu Yinheng folded the robe that was trailing on the ground of the carriage in half and wrapped the curled up little thing like a baby, leaving only a delicate little face exposed.
The carriages rumbled by, and the night sky was quiet and harmonious.
After a while, Lu Yinheng leaned against her face and looked at the little thing with pink cheeks curled up in his coat. He bit her lip and said in a soft voice: "On the third day of March, on your birthday, I want to celebrate your birthday." What birthday present do you want?"
Su Baiyue thought about it with her little head stuffed with paste, and her eyes fell on the carriage curtain behind Lu Yinheng that was opened by the evening breeze. She didn't know which mansion she was passing by, and there was a huge towering ancient tree at the door.
"I want a coffin. A big, comfortable, and beautiful coffin." The little thing said loudly. Surprisingly articulate.
The man was startled, then smiled evilly.
The little fool's hobby... actually suits him quite well.
But what the little girl said next made Lu Yinheng's face immediately darken.
"Follow Mr. Gu, lock them together with the coffin board..."
Lying in Lu Yinheng's arms, Su Baiyue's buried face was lifted up by the man's chin, revealing her beautiful misty eyes.
"You just said who you want to close the coffin with."
The man's voice was a bit colder than the cold wind howling outside, and it was like a needle pricking into Su Baiyue's bones.
Su Baiyue was suddenly frightened and broke into a cold sweat, and she was mostly awake from the wine.
What did she say just now
The little girl opened her big eyes and looked timidly at the face of the man in front of her that was as dark as the bottom of a black pot.
"Ha." Lu Yinheng suddenly sneered. He pinched her little face and pushed it upwards until Su Baiyue felt that her thin neck was about to break. Then the man gritted his teeth and said, "Jiang Lupu, you are really good, huh?"
The little fool Jiang Lupu nodded stupidly, "Good job."
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